Novel & Cerita Shadow Of The Gods Book 3

And whatever protection Lyra had built centuries ago was failing. Lyra took a slow breath. Then looked at Isabella. “There are things I haven’t told you.” Isabella laughed again. A little more genuinely this time. “That’s becoming a pattern.” Even Lyra smiled at that. Briefly. Then her expression grew serious. “The shadow isn’t a god.” The statement immediately caught my attention. The shadow’s smile vanished. Interesting. Lyra continued. “It wants people to think it is.” The shadow slammed against the door. The Heart shook.

“The heir has awakened… and so has the shadow.” The bowl slipped from my hands and shattered on the floor. The crimson glow pulsed stronger, wrapping around me like a living thing. Angela screamed my name, but her voice sounded distant, swallowed by the roar in my veins. The last thing I saw before the world vanished in red was a mark burning into the sky—a black crescent engulfed in flame. And in that terrifying instant, I knew the goddess’s warning wasn’t a promise. It was a countdown. What ancient shadow has awakened alongside Selena—and what price will the Moon’s Heir be forced to pay when the goddess’s flame meets the darkness it was born to destroy?

In the kingdom of Serenacia, all hell broke loose as the wailing and anger of the king's sons, Odell, roared through the city while everyone feared, but also mourned the death of the king of Gods who ruled them, but now lay with a stake in his heart. And now he was dead. Something bewildering and impossible to think about, because as it is said, Gods can live forever, yet here it is. The clouds became darker as lightning of heavy strikes shook the earth, and the humans knew that the only way for them out at the moment, was the cry out to the Almighty, Creator of God's, and the owner of the heavens and earth.

When I opened my eyes, the world was wrong. The sky was a deep violet shot through with cracks of gold. The ground shimmered like obsidian, reflecting the twisted stars above. Rivers of black fire ran between jagged cliffs, and in the distance, a colossal throne carved of shadow loomed over everything. Edward was beside me, breathing hard. “This is his realm?” “Welcome, children of light,” a voice echoed from everywhere and nowhere. “You come to challenge a god.” The ground trembled, and from the throne, the Shadow God rose — towering, beautiful, terrible. His form was no longer smoke; it was flesh and light and darkness intertwined.

Thank you for reeding <3 This book was first part of trilogy. Next part will be named "Shadows of Heart : Blood Pact". Introduction : The world teeters on the edge of chaos in the wake of the battle at Caelum's bastion. Zoe emerged from the ashes with scars that run deep - losses that haunt her and secrets that threaten to unravel her. The dark sorcerer may be defeated, but his twisted legacy lives on, spreading discord across the realms.

Just keep going Liv. *Author's note: This is the third book of my Shadow Warrior's series and it is not meant to be read as a stand alone book. The order of the books are: The Triplet Warriors and Their Pup Mate, The Ancient Vampire and his She-Wolf and then The Warrior's Demon Mate. I have also just uploaded Alpha Ridge which is a stand-alone book and gives insight into some other characters you met in the Shadow Warrior series. Thank you for reading!*

Ava's words stayed on my mind, and I knew my bed would soon be empty. "Olivja, please," Jack said as he followed me into the bedroom. "What do you want, Jack?" I asked him, and he looked down with no response. "The feeling was overwhelming," he said, and I laughed. "You'd better head to Shadow and complete what you began, Jack. Don't expect my consent, as it will never come. I'll never say it's alright just to ease your conscience. The truth is, it's not alright! It's painful! It feels like a betrayal, and I can't recover from it. So, don't waste time hoping I'll have a change of heart because I won't. I'm the one who loses in this. Not you, not her, not the damn pack members, just me. Me an

Hi this is a quick notice that The Shadow Pact will now be using third person narrative as with new narrative techniques are employed by me using my previous method has been a hastle. Thank you for your continuous support of my work. Enjoy ******************************* Noah couldn't move his eyes away from them. The intricate symbols etched into the railings caught his attention and held it with a physical weight. An ominous energy emanated from the metal; dark, ancient, and pulsing. He felt a cautious dread, yet he was undeniably drawn to them.

Karina was covered in sweats, her teeth gritting as she poured all her force into slowing down the momentum of Hail’s final attack. Without another word, the other Nobles summoned their shadow. The blackness of its feature stretched until they connected. It was only then that it stretched into a dome that covered all of them. At the same time, Sloane called upon her shadow who stretched in the basis of her shadow. Before the dome closed upon her, she’d seen Sloane winked at her and she felt a warm sensation stabbing her stomach.

Even the pungent stench of decay had crowned the day with a lingering nauseating grace, travelling the skies like an entourage of heavy soot. Buildings were left in ruins. Wailing and screams, chattering metal armours, and the resounding explosions of canons echoed in a flowing stream of rings. The World was in ruin; one would mistake it to be the end of the World. The War between the Ultiar gods: Ekron god of discord and darkness, and Vyorn goddess of Nature, had gone on for centuries. The mid 7000BC to 2000BC, felt the kind caresses of the sword and heavy form of magic.